And yet you make fun of the idea of me falling for you again like some kind of joke.
which it must be for you, and a punishment for me.






edit:
it must be hilarious, that my heart beats so hard it's hardly contained in my chest anymore.


edit 2:
come to think of it i don't even know why you used to love me in the first place i wouldn't if i were you.


bây giờ làm gì còn đường để mà tìm về nữa.

Everytime I see you, you happen to me all over again. 

v: so. did you feel anything?
t: him? i don't think i'll ever not feel anything.

this is my secret place now.

“I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it’s just too much. The current’s too strong. They’ve got to let go, drift apart. That’s how it is with us. It’s a shame, Kath, because we’ve loved each other all our lives.”

- Kazuo Ishiguro : Never Let Me Go

973 days.

“I’m in love with you because you make me feel safe. It sounds corny and vague. People always talk about feeling safe with someone and you wonder what it even means. I still don’t really know. All I know is that when I’m with you, I feel like I’m clutching a giant thing of pepper spray or reliving a moment of being carried to bed by my parents when I was five years old and fell asleep in front of the television. All day long, I can feel fragile, like a raw nerve, and when I come home to you, it’s like I just put on the thickest winter coat and installed bulletproof windows in my apartment. ‘Honey, I’m home…and no longer terrified.’

— Ryan O’Connell, This is Why I’m in Love With You